Your life is your message!!

That day, it was raining.

I was on the way back home.

The day wasn’t great—

I was low

Very low..

When people speak badly

About the one you love,

I want to fight back

But my hands were tied.

The heart aches—

with disappointment,

with defeat,

with guilt,

With the inability

And I sank lower.

I wanted to talk to you

As I don't have anyone

My soul knew whom to go

I came to you..

I didn’t know what to talk also

But I still reached out.

You always available for me

Whenever I needed the most

Whenever I needed the shoulder

You create a time

Prioritize something for me

Without hesitation

You called me.

You asked, 

Tell me, how are you, what happened?

Why are you low?”

I blabbered something—

You listened

Given your ears, heart

Yet somehow,

Made me feel better - yes

I started feeling better.

Why? What did you do?

I still don’t know.

All I know is—

your voice was healing,

your tone was a therapy.

Your proximity is what made the difference

The confidence you passed

Was exactly what I needed.

After everything you’ve faced—

everything people have done to you—

you still raised again,

like a Phoenix.

You cried a lot alone, you said,

Yet you learned to smile again,

And helping others smile too.

You made me smile that day.

You were there for me.

Mahatma Gandhi once said,

“My life is my message.”

Yours too. Undoubtedly.

Thank you.

– VB

8:40 AM, Thursday, Chennai